We had a couple of sunny days with temps in the 70s and today we are back to ‘seasonal’ temps in the 40s with rain. The warmer sunny days allowed us to do more work in the yard, cleaning up fall debris, hauling it to the street, and cutting the trumpet vine back to within 2-3 feet from the ground.
Over the years the vine had developed a nice thick multi-branched trunk. However, the dead White Pine stump that had supported the vine for 10 years, blew over in the last big wind storm, causing it to sag to the ground. On inspection we discovered much dead wood among the various vines.
So we cut it back, David yelling the whole time that I was ruining his shoulder once more, and bringing up the wood chipper yet again. When he begins this complaint, I remind him that I had lived in apartments and condos for many years before I met him, and that it was his idea to buy a house with a yard.
‘That was 30 years ago’ he says. True enough but he will bring up the wood chipper….
The yard was mostly my responsibility for many years until I wrecked my back slinging 50 lb bags of pea gravel to build the lower walkway. These days, I don’t sling gravel anymore, I hire a fellow to help me.
But Seth won’t come again until after Thanksgiving, and then he has other tasks to complete, including refurbishing the lower walkway with pea gravel.
Meanwhile, his crew cut the trumpet vine back when the were last here, but not enough, apparently, as it collapsed. The boys had carved a nice overhang for our bench, but the ‘hurricane’ a few weeks back ruined it.
The county is collecting leaves and other yard debris Nov. 17, so we had to act before the boys return in December.
We worked on the trumpet vine all day, and next summer it will once again send out runners to cover the back fence. Hummingbirds love the vine and cutting it back insures new and healthy growth to provid nectar for their migration.
As a kid, I love this native vine which withstood hot summers in the South.
From Wiki:
Campsis radicans (trumpet vine or trumpet creeper, also known in North America as “cow itch vine” or “hummingbird vine”), is a large and vigorous deciduous woody perennial vine of the family Bignoniaceae, notable for its showy trumpet-shaped flowers. It is native to woodlands and riverbanks of the southeastern United States.

Beautiful colours and a lovely garden. You’ve not got the problem we have with constant damp, dreich weather. The cold damp gets into your bones.
congrats on the great yard work.
It’s time to put the garden to bed now; I still have a few jobs left to do. Better get on with it before it gets too cold and wet. I hate gardening in bad weather, I’m very much a fair weather gardener.
I love your trumpet vine; I’ve never grown one but must certainly investigate if it can grow in my climate and soil.
We too enjoyed those two beautiful days. Mostly we took beach walks but Patty spent some time in her garden.
Couple are like elephants – nothing is forgotten
Ha ha, the joy of senility….
The Fothergilla is wonderful. Alas I think we are too far north to have it in the garden.
Loved your trumpet vine niche. Hope it is jst as enjoyable in the coming summer. That last plant is lovely.
That’s a nice shot of David in the lower garden.
G’s good for almost nothing, so all my projects are proceeding at my pace….yes, you can laugh. I love your house and gardens.
Gee thanks Mage. Some days I am disqusted by them.